Some of the best memories I have of my high school and college days seem to be vividly framed by Michael's voice, encouraging me to “Live Baby, Live!” There were beautiful INXS concerts, and we would be so tired, but really alive at the end, smiling, ears ringing; Everything was possible. I was driving to a job I never really liked when I heard of his death; I pulled over and cried and cried, mourning the silence which was the quiet slipping away of youth.